Personal Space Ch. 02: Submission

I had to admit, on a certain level I agreed. Despite all the hesitation, the one thing that pushed me over the edge was the chance to be part of something unprecedented in human history. In a sense, considering the rarity of such discoveries, I had hit the jackpot.

"This entity is in the process of influencing everything we know, James. Even you and me, we are being rewritten in the image of the radiation inside that event horizon. No matter how you look at it, no one will ever come as close to God as you will be in a few days. We can only guess as to what His reaction will be when you place this huge magnet next to it."

The thought hit me like a train. I sat down on the foot of a landing strut as I let it sink in.

"I am not a religious man but this... there is something at work here, far beyond you and me. This single point may hold all the information we need to transcend what we are today."

I stared at Thomas' feet as he spoke. I knew he was trying to emphasize how important this mission was, but my mind was preoccupied with the consequences of making contact with something that influenced our existence so strongly. I was afraid of what I might do wrong, but mostly I was afraid that those nutjobs on those countless fundamental religious planets, were right.

But I needed to know.

I stood. "You'll get your data, Professor," I told him. "Just make sure you don't forget to share it when you do."

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In the blasts of the steam shower, I felt Lisa's arms creep around me. "There you are," I said, looking over my shoulder. I hadn't heard the screen open.

She laid her head in my neck. "Hey. You seemed so lost in thought? Why so moody, my captain?"

I reached for her, happy with whatever curve I got my in palm. I had indeed been thinking, but it was hard to put into words. Then, I remembered a question I had been meaning to ask.

"Why did you decide on joining my ship, Lisa? You knew I was doing mostly red runs, right?" I felt her nod.

-"I needed the money. For my ship. Besides... I had little to lose."

Same as me, then. But that was starting to change. "Do you ever feel like we're tempting fate, though? We wouldn't be here if we hadn't gotten lucky a few times."

She laughed a little. "Tempting fate, James? I knew you were a geek, but a philosopher?"

She hugged me a little tighter and we swayed in the warmth of the shower. I was content to stay like this for a few more hours, to be honest. But the scientists had asked not to waste energy. I turned down the blast to where it would just keep us warm and turned towards Lisa and kissed her.

"I do. I do think we're tempting fate. On many levels."

I blinked. I wasn't expecting a response.

"Perhaps you"... The prodded my chest. "And I... should take it easy for a while. I know a few organizations that need planets charted. Sounds boring, I know, but I'm sure we'll find a way to keep it interesting. But that still won't stop these idiots from meddling with things they don't understand. So yes, I think we are tempting fate."

I considered her words. She was right, as usual, and in all honesty, taking it easy didn't seem like such a terrible idea. Those high-risk red runs were addictive but now that I had something to lose, they didn't seem so appealing, anymore.

"I know it's something you have to do James, but promise me this is the last thing we do before going back to Taiko Seven."

Against my better judgment, I promised her. I knew they would keep asking, and I would not be able to refuse if I didn't promise her today that I'd be going back with her.

Feeling her between my fingers, I wondered if I had run into my guardian angel when I first met her. My trust in her was absolute.

She pinched my nipple and I jumped, making her laugh. "Don't forget to enjoy life a little after analyzing it, my captain." Leaning in, she kissed me again, tenderly, giving me a little room when I brought my hand up to cup her breast. "Mmm, I think you need a little distraction," she purred, and began pushing me back against the wall.

I smiled. With my trust came my submission, apparently. I wasn't going to fight it.

She pressed up against me, the both of us enjoying each other's naked body. I tried to cop a feel but she took me by the wrist and stopped me. She raised my arm and spun me around, setting my hands against the shower wall as if I was about to get frisked by some local officer in a place where no one could hear you scream. And as she nudged my feet apart, it was starting to feel that way.

Lisa squeezed my ass harshly as she came to whisper in my ear. "Such an ass man, I've had the pleasure of noticing... But would you be willing to trade places, my captain?" She liked using that nickname, but now it had an mocking tone to it. My pride protested and I had to swallow it down. I didn't know what was going to happen but I didn't want her to stop.

Her hand slid down my abs and tickled over my penis. I was rock hard, and I had no chance to deny it. She cooed in surprise and continued to tease me there.

She replaced her other hand on my behind with her hips and ground against me, her voice low and sultry.

"Do you like taking as much as you like giving, James? Or were you going to continue taking advantage without giving me the chance to turn the tables?" Her feet between mine, forced my legs a little wider while she continued to press her buttocks forward, as if wanting to penetrate me somehow.

"Maybe next time, I might get to enjoy you like you enjoy me?" She masturbated me slowly, fingers dipping lower to caress my balls. I closed my eyes as I sank deeper into pleasure.

"Or do you think should we include Thomas? That tall, handsome man? I think he wouldn't mind much..."

I grinned. I hadn't given much thought to the professor's sexual orientation. I was straight as a ruler but I enjoyed the fantasy of her orchestrating my unwilling surrender. More than that, though, the idea of her fulfilling his role as the top was an incredible turn-on, to my own amazement.

I swallowed heavily. "I would let you, you know."

-"...Really?" She seemed surprised.

-"Yes, I mean... If you had a... You know. I probably would. Only you." I bowed my head and prayed that she wouldn't be put off by the idea.

Opening my eyes when she didn't answer right away, I saw her feet, on her tippy-toes, and felt her tug at my hips in an attempt to get some pleasure from her grinding.

-"Mmmh. Damn you, James. I so wish I could fuck you now."

She grabbed on to my cock with both hands and tugged on me. I wanted to see if she would let me return the favor and sneaked a hand behind me and between her legs. She did, welcoming the touch with a deep, wanton moan.

I didn't need to do much, just keep up the pressure while she ground into my digits. Her own hands were erratically getting me off, seeming to want to feel everything, slipping down to my scrotum. I could tell she was getting lost in the fantasy of it belonging to her, and imagining that the jolts of pleasure that she felt, were her own doing, penetrating me or using her own hands on her cock.

She rested her head in my neck and I could only imagine her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth half open as I hear her pant, hips in time with her jerking hands. I felt reduced to a toy, an experiment, and I loved every moment of it, my mind swimming in dark pleasure.

I encouraged her with low groans, knowing that it would take her further. I was relishing in her playing with me too, getting closer to my own climax.

"I'd be so rough on you," she hissed, clutching my testicles possessively. "So hard. I would hurt you."

I groaned. "I would take it," I told her, and she shuddered in orgasm. She forgot about her explorations and stroked me as if she was making herself cum. Within moments I was right there with her.

My semen splashed against the wall as we climaxed together, my fingers inside of her. "Oh my God," Lisa grunted in shock, as she kept going moments after I had come down. I tried to stay with her, and only slowed down when she did.

She clung onto my back like a koala bear to keep from collapsing, her breath hot in my neck. I was having difficulty comprehending where I was but I didn't mind that her hands were still on my groin, wandering fingertips still fascinated as my arousal calmed down.

She bit my shoulder playfully, in denial of what just happened, and I smiled. But as she was beginning to let go, I grasped onto her arm and turned my head, kissing her like we had done before. I hoped it told her that I was open to this side of her, and I felt no shame in submitting. Judging from her wink, I figured she got the message.

"We'll find a way to keep things interesting," she said sassily.